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When the Egg Cake entered the berth of the aircraft carrier, Xiao Qi began to marvel and explain endlessly.

"Master, this interstellar aircraft carrier is definitely from the legacy of advanced civilization, and the level of scientific and technological civilization is at least above the seventh level, although there are some changes, but the key performance such as energy drive and jump performance has been preserved to the greatest extent. ”

All in all, this is an interstellar aircraft carrier with excellent performance that surpasses the technological level of the Star Alliance, comparable to a satellite fortress, and a mobile military base.

Mo Ye and Betty were guided by two escorts from the anchorage of the aircraft carrier to the main ship of the aircraft carrier by the teleportation ladder.

The two ushers didn't say a word the whole time, and after looking at Mo Ye and a few people for a while, they looked ahead without squinting, without even a superfluous look.

I didn't agree to the question, and I was unmoved no matter how 11 accosted me.

If it weren't for sensing the fluctuations of their mental power, Mo Ye would really suspect that these two were not humans but high-fidelity robots.

The sudden operation of the teleporter creates a strong sense of weightlessness, and the two ushers do not say a word about it, making it clear that they want to see a joke.

Without a safety rope to pull, it is normal to suddenly lose weight and lose balance and fall.

However, such expectations did not happen, and the explorers accompanying Mo Ye started to play directly at this time, stepping away from space, bouncing and jumping up and down looking unhappy.

This kind of indecent play state made the usher's eyes flash slightly, and his serious expression was a little colder, are these people psychotic?

I was also very dissatisfied with Mo Ye's attitude of falling asleep almost the whole time, standing and napping with his eyes half-closed.

This dissatisfaction and contempt is undisguised and evident in their attitudes.

"Arrived"

The portal opens to reveal a street that, when viewed from above, is a moving city in space, with interconnected streets and a perfect green belt.

It's several times bigger than the metal town on the Quiche.

On both sides of the street, there are scattered pedestrians, all wearing combat uniforms and carrying various weapons.

Mo Ye's spiritual power formed silk threads and spread to the surroundings, and according to the fluctuations in his mental power, Mo Ye could determine that many people were not pure-blooded humans.

The entire aircraft carrier street showed a cold and iron-blooded temperament, and a faint bloody aura filled the air, and even breathing was suppressed.

The emotions of the explorers quickly fell from the excitement, Luo Yuning put away his smile, tugged Mo Ye's arm, and whispered, "The atmosphere in this place is weird. ”

Mo Ye's sideways eyes swept over several passers-by standing on the side of the street, and passers-by quickly turned their heads the moment they met Mo Ye's eyes.

There is a hint of weirdness in this indifferent attitude, which is indeed strange.

Walk through the street station on the conveyor belt to the third floor, where the silvery-white metal shell shimmers in the daylight.

Standing on a high point, you can clearly see the combat aircraft parked in a circle around the perimeter of the street, and the towering metal fence is hung with space fighters.

Even the boxy metal objects in the center of the street that look like houses are not so simple.

Mo Ye's right eye screen is constantly flashing with different updated information, and whenever his gaze stays on an unfamiliar object, the relevant information is quickly displayed.

"Amphibious armor for land and sea operations"

"Air Armored Fighter"

"Mecha of unknown model"

A piece of information pops up, this so-called space city street is a war machine exhibition expo, all kinds of models and various performances can only be imagined and not seen.

If this is a show of muscles, Mo Ye wants to say, the effect is still good, and the threat index is rising.

It's just a three-minute journey, and the eyes can't see it.

After entering a restaurant, Mo Ye saw two somewhat familiar faces, Chuck 203 and Douglas, as well as a dozen new faces that Mo Ye had never seen, all of whom were wearing military uniforms and no out-of-character badges.

Mo Ye could feel that all eyes were focused on him in an instant, and these people didn't just use their eyes, but their spiritual energy was surging towards him like a tidal wave.

These spiritual powers not only flocked to Mo Ye but also flocked to the other people around Mo Ye, the spiritual power net converged inward, and Mo Ye's understated thought brought all the tempting spiritual power to himself.

The few people who were originally stern-faced immediately gave up the senseless temptation after realizing that their spiritual power had sunk into the sea and did not have the slightest feedback.

If you don't use any way to test it, you have to use mental power.

Everyone sat down at the table with a calm face that nothing had happened, and God knows that the fear of being devoured by spiritual power has not completely dissipated.

Two groups of people sat down, and as soon as the regular greetings ended, the group on Mo Ye's side immediately sat down obediently and took out their own chopsticks from their pockets, "You're welcome!"

Then I started eating, and I started eating... Ate ......

The coalition forces organized a group of people to "......"

Luo Yuning's actions were restrained, and the performance of accurately attacking and taking into account speed and eating completely dispersed the oppressive and solemn atmosphere created by the other party, intentionally or unintentionally.

This kind of thing with rhythm doesn't work on the cliff of the Night Yama Explorers, and no matter what theme you prepare, it can be changed by a bunch of unreliable guys.

Mo Ye silently praised this in his heart, and after he went back, he would have a party with a meal, and see if everyone was hungry.

"Haha, it's not good to eat in the Insect Domain, these foods are made according to the special crops and insect meat of the Insect Domain, so eat more if you like. Chuck 203's smile stiffened slightly.

Mo Ye was the only one who didn't move his chopsticks, leaning back in his chair, lazily glancing at the dining table, his eyes finally returning to Chuck 203, "There's no need to waste time. ”

His Excellency Mage was very eager to return to the Star Alliance, and this urgency was even stronger after a day trip to the Forbidden Land of the Insect Domain.

The words that were originally prepared seemed to be useless in the face of the ink night, and there was no other effect than wasting time.

Chuck 203 handed Mo Ye a stack of paper materials, "I believe you have already read the ones that were handed to you before." ”

Mo Ye nodded.

Chuck 203 continued, "Only by destroying the black mist nebulae that generate wormholes in the forbidden area of the center of the Insect Domain can the Zerg's plan to invade the Star Alliance be completely stopped. ”

Getting to the point, looking at the other party's expression, Mo Ye realized that he was likely to hear some news that he didn't want to hear.

Chuck 203 waved his hand, and a curtain of light appeared in the center of the hall, facing the ink night.